Tiger, Tiger, burning bright

Installed Tiger this afternoon, after a just-in-case backup.

An hour later my broadband connection disappeared. An hour after that swathes of Cambridge went dark in a five-minute power cut.

I heard Tiger was buggy but I didn’t realise it was that buggy…

(It’s fine. No upgrade problems, no broken apps that I’ve found so far, and it seems faster. Spotlight’s great, Dashboard’s candy but little else, haven’t played with Automator yet. Mail’s new look is pretty pointless; it should be doing RSS, not Safari.)

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Bathing

Most of the usual suspects were in Bath last weekend to see the clan Bateman. You may have read about it on Lynda’s blog already (I’ve been a bit busy this week), so I shan’t rehash here.

I merely point you to my photos. And Chris and Melanie’s photos. And Lynda’s photos.

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Revenge of the sixth

Well, that was better.

Of course, being Lucas, being Star Wars, I don’t think there was a single line of less-than-clunky dialogue, or a single scene without green-screen. Visually it is of course spectacular. Verbally, well, “wild bantha chase”?

The scene with the, er, “younglings” could have been much, much more effective with two simple changes: a better child actor, and the raising of a second light sabre. There wouldn’t have been a dry eye.

There was an almost throwaway line near the end from our little green friend that raised more questions than it answered. The transition to episode four is pretty good, though not without its oddities. A few other plot holes gaped but never mind: Jar Jar only gets a couple of words in the entire film.

As we were leaving the cinema I heard someone say that there’s room for another episode between three and four, and that’s true, but I suspect the TV series will serve that purpose. I still think Lucas might decide to remake four, five and six, since the effects chasm between three and four will nag away at him. That’s just my fanboy wishful thinking though.

So the sequence is complete. It feels a bit weird actually.

Avaragado’s rating: one large onion.

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London


El Parador
Originally uploaded by avaragado.

Took the day off work to meet up with Sarah in London. Staggeringly the trains worked out perfectly: I tubed from King’s Cross to Paddington and met Sarah off the Bristol train with almost no waiting for either of us. But that trick never works!

We headed to Euston and walked in the general direction of Camden Market, intending to stop at a tapas restaurant Sarah knew called El Parador. Apart from completely missing our target, Eversholt Street (I think we were distracted by gossip), and having to take the long way round, we found it.

Sadly they were full and told us to come back in 25 minutes. We did, and they were still full – but promised that there’d be a table in five minutes. We took this to be a good sign: anonymous restaurant, reasonably random London street, packed.

We waited, and were seated. We waited, and ordered (and drank nice wine). We waited, and ate. It was well worth the delay. We had four dishes, all fantastic. A spinachy creamy thing, a sweet potato thing, a spicy potato thing, and a random veg extravaganza thing.

We left at about 3pm. Later lunch than we expected, but worth it. Avaragado can thoroughly recommend it, oh yes. It was so good I took a photo of the restaurant.

After lunch we took a quick spin round Camden Market (meh) then headed to Covent Garden. To a pub upstairs from a Cornish pastie shop, in fact, that sells lots of Cornish beer. Sarah managed a couple of sips before accidentally tipping her pint all over the place. I finished mine using the more orthodox route.

And then it was back home on the 5:45 from King’s Cross, boarding with seconds to spare. I took a taxi home from the station; the taxi driver told me how he broke his nose in Alpe D’Huez, and straightened it up himself with the help of a little ice and some gritted teeth. Thought I’d share that with you.

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Wherein Avaragado’s brother brings shame upon the family

I mean, I ask you. 295 votes? Anyone would think he didn’t actually do any campaigning. Er…

He did at least go to the count (I didn’t wake up in time).

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Avaragado’s crystal ballot box

Avaragado predicts…

  • Cambridge will go Lib Dem. I’ve barely seen any posters from other parties. Not that that’s a perfect indicator, but it’s in tune with my hunch.
  • Oliver Letwin will lose his seat.
  • Two independent MPs, no UKIP, no Green.
  • Lib Dems will have a net gain of between 10-20 seats.
  • Labour majority of about 50.

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Vote early, vote slowly


Vote early, vote slowly
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I had to queue to vote this morning. For half an hour! I’ve never had to queue before. I suspect the well-oiled machine hadn’t yet started firing on all blue-rinsed cylinders.

Half way through the queue – at about the doorway you see in my excellent photo – we were graced with the presence of Maurice Wilkes and wife, combined age 409. We let them jump the queue. He probably invented a sophisticated algorithm for queue jumping anyway, so it’s only fair.

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The man with the noisy bag


The man with the noisy bag
Originally uploaded by avaragado.

I see the gentleman on the bike in the photo nearly every time I go into town. You can tell he’s coming as his plastic bag emits music. A radio I imagine.

The last few times I’ve seen him have been here on Magdalene Bridge. He has predictable habits (that’s how I managed to get this photo): he cycles over the bridge (heading out of town), turns off his music, stops, maybe has a little rest and a drink, turns round, starts his music up again, and cycles back into town.

Of course I make no suggestion whatsoever that he is up to sundry acts of no good which may or may not include the sale of certain items from his backpack that might or might not fall foul of various laws. Especially since I myself wander aimlessly around town at weekends wearing a backpack, spending more time than is strictly necessary in Borders.

But it’s a bit weird.

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Obligatory Don’t Panic headline

I deliberately remained as unspoiled as possible for the Hitchhikers film. I saw a few pics in magazines and read a couple of interviews, but avoided detailed discussion. I didn’t watch the trailers. It was impossible to remain entirely unspoiled: I knew about some of the homages to the TV series. I’d also heard about, but not read, the mixed reviews.

The dolphin, er, sequence at the beginning. Well. That was a surprise. It left me thinking, what have they done?, and had visions of a Python film (not that that’s bad, just unexpected and out of place in this instance). After that, the first ten minutes or so of dialogue was almost word for word from the TV show, as far as I remember it. Strange: two scenes playing in your head, one from the eyes, one from the memory. I tried to turn down the memory volume, to little effect. Is it me, or did they film the pub scene in the original pub?

For much of the film familiar scenes suddenly lurched into unfamiliar territory. I wonder how many of the new bits were by Douglas Adams? I’ll have to go back and read what I’ve been avoiding, I guess. I suppose I can live with the obligatory love interest. There was, at least, some point to the story rather than just a 90-minute ramble.

Martin Freeman was perfect casting, and Stephen Fry not far off. The Americans were tolerable. I preferred the original Marvin, Stephen Moore; Alan Rickman was a good choice but there was something missing – not depressed enough I think. Bill Nighy as Slartibartfast stole every scene he was in. The League of Gentlemen did most of the Vogon voices, pretty well but a bit too recognisably Tubbs in places. Bill Bailey was a good choice for the whale.

I think Douglas Adams would have liked it. But I suspect that, were he here to see it, he’d still be writing it, if you see what I mean.

The BBC are showing the original TV series, starting next Tuesday night. I don’t remember the last time they repeated it: must be ten years ago at least. I might watch them again. Resistance is, after all, useless.

Avaragado’s rating: one green salad

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Long, long lunch

Odd day at work today. A Milestone Was Reached, and celebrations were deemed to be in order. I was expecting beers to spontaneously appear a la SCO Fridays from days of yore, or maybe a pub trip with a tab – nice day for it.

But the boat was pushed out slightly further. We were given five minutes to sort ourselves out before heading to the Wrestlers for free food and booze (it was nearly lunchtime). Everything had been arranged. Since it was before noon we were ushered, if that’s the word, in through a side door – not the token wheelchair-accessible side door, but a deeper side door with direct access to kitchen and back of bar. We felt suitably honoured as we trooped through to the front.

Usual food, mind you. Incidentally, the Wrestlers has now splashed out on laminated menus. Which is handy as they’re wipe-clean. Ba-dum-tish.

After lunch came the next treat: bowling. The fifteen of us looked slightly incongruous amongst the sprinkling of youths that permanently inhabit the place like orcs in Moria. But it’s not a bad way to spend a Friday afternoon, though given the weather I’d have been entirely happy with a beer and a patch of grass to sprawl upon. I very nearly won our second game, if that’s what you call them.

Perhaps the strangest part of the day was returning back to the office, where we were expected to put a couple of hours of work in. I did some bug-tracking chores and waved my mouse around a lot.

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